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Be thou instructed, O Jerusalem,
lest my soul depart from thee;
lest I make thee desolate, a land not inhabited.

Thus saith the Lord of hosts,
They shall throughly glean the remnant of Israel as a vine:
turn back thine hand as a grapegatherer into the baskets.
10 To whom shall I speak, and give warning, that they may hear?
behold, their ear is uncircumcised, and they cannot hearken:
behold, the word of the Lord is unto them a reproach;
they have no delight in it.

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